Tang Yan gently adjusted the loose strands of hair on her forehead, laying down beside her with a satisfied sigh.
He couldn't help but snort to himself, wondering when he had become so kind.
Fearing she was drunk and it was not safe outside, he personally pulled her into the car and took her to his own apartment. None of this should have been done for Jin Mo.
...
At dawn, the first rays of sunlight streamed in, and Jin Mo slowly woke up.
The sunlight was too glaring, so she squinted her eyes, gradually adjusting to her surroundings.
The unfamiliar walls and bed made Jin Mo feel anxious—her memory of the previous day seemed to stop at being pulled into the car by Tang Yan.
The sound of water in the bathroom ceased, and the man stepped out, his lower body wrapped in a white bathrobe, his muscular chest exposed in the air, and his black hair hanging low, obscuring his eyes.
"Awake?"
